Luyện nghe bài hát Mammas Don't Let Your Babies Grow Up To Be Cowboys

Mamas, don't let babies grow up to be cowboys
Don't let 'em pick and drive them old trucks
Make 'em be and lawyers and such

Mamas, let your babies grow up to be cowboys
never stay home and they're always alone
Even with they love

Cowboys ain't easy to love and harder to hold
And they'd give you a song than diamonds or gold
Lonestar belt buckles and old Levis

And each night a new day
And if you don't understand him and he don't die
You'll just ride away

Mamas, don't let your babies up to be cowboys
Don't let 'em pick and drive them old trucks
Make 'em be doctors and lawyers and

Mamas, let your babies grow up to be cowboys
They'll never stay and they're always alone
Even with someone they

Cowboys like smoky old pool rooms, mountain mornings
Little warm puppies and children, of the night
And them that don't know him won't like him and that do

Sometimes won't know how to him
He ain't wrong, just different but his pride won't let him
Do things to make you he's right

Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be
Don't let 'em pick guitars and drive them old
'em be doctors and lawyers and such

Mamas, don't let babies grow up to be cowboys
They'll stay home and they're always alone
Even someone they love

Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be
let 'em pick guitars and drive them old trucks
Make 'em be and lawyers and such

Mamas, don't let babies grow up to be cowboys